The freezing blizzard of life in ones soul(by kishern manickam)

The icicles hang frozen,
The air is thin,
The trap that binds someone,
Is a cage that freezes one till death slowly,
The endless icy blizzard that breezes,
Provides a horrible end of faith,
With its last mutters and breaths,
Dies stiffly without dignity,
The cold heart of ones soul,
Reflects the background of suffering,
The cold heart of ones soul,
Reflects the screams of mercy,


Tears flowing for an act of mercy,
Yet it is frozen till ice,
Pleas of  help and life are heard,
Yet it Freezes one till death,
The silence of the lambs,
Reminds the Loneliness of thee soul,
The cold heart of life,
Freezes ones efforts and will,
The cold hearted discrimination of others,
Burdens the existence of thee soul from it's purpose on earth,
The arrogance of others,
Freezes the warm heart of ones happiness,


The laughter of arrogance,
Is the birth of brutality in the poor chaps soul,
The insults of ones efforts,
Leads to the other's sin,
The sin that the other pushes,
Will soon lead to greater suffering,
The Merriness and joyful insults of others,
Will soon rot in the infernos of hell,
To be condemned in Life,
Will soon inflict pain to others,
Despite the ignorance of pain from others,
Will soon pain inflict their very lives.